Hilaire Belloc

(27 July 1870 – 16 July 1953 / La Celle-Saint-Cloud)

[month Of] September - Poem by Hilaire Belloc

I, from a window where the Meuse is wide,
Looked eastward out to the September night;
The men that in the hopeless battle died
Rose, and deployed, and stationed for the fight;
A brumal army, vague and ordered large
For mile on mile by some pale general,-
I saw them lean by companies to the charge,
But no man living heard the bugle-call.

And fading still, and pointing to their scars,
They fled in lessening clouds, where gray and high
Dawn lay along the heaven in misty bars;
But watching from that eastern casement, I
Saw the Republic splendid in the sky,
And round her terrible head the morning stars.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Friday, November 11, 2011


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